Noir

Oh, oh, ah-ah, oh Oh, oh

Walking is an art, so is my body

Papi is a workaholic, I'm his little party

I'm Miss Parlor-Tricks, sips above the 'cardi

I can make you ****, sick from the naughtiness

He says '"who's the best?" You is!

I'm glamorous famous

Notorious dangerous but you're crazy

I'm gonna leave you

He said ''you're not a real girl

You're like a cartoon

All caught up in this fame game

Yo, good luck, good luck, good luck

May all the stars in the sky

Bow down to you, we're through"

You gotta be smart and I'm a little smarty

Papi is a gangsta, I'm his little dolly

Party favor favorite of them all

He says "baby Dolly's so sick"

Sick off your naughtiness

Let's go to Vegas

He say "who's the best?"

He said ''she is, she is but, yo

She crazy like in every single way

You gotta get out of the way

But she's hot, and she's cold

And she's cool and she's bold

And she's full of rage like me

And I like the game, yo"

Cause I'm glamorous I'm famous

Notorious dangerous but I'm crazy, yo

Glamorous dangerous

Notorious but famous but I'm crazy

He's gonna hate me

He wants a real girl

I'm like a cartoon

All caught up in this fame game

Yo, good luck, good luck

He said ''we're through"